Mrs. Marsh's Revealed Identities novel (Jennifer and Ivan)
Chapter 542 Only After You Drink Them

The maid looked at her. Emily added, "I'm a citizen of France. In my country, a husband can have a mistress. It's free to love."

"But he's not from France. He loves his wife, and they have lovely twins."

"As I said, I don't care. Can't you understand English?" Emily looked sullen and stubbornly emphasized, "He had come to me. Now I have a way to keep him staying."

A smile touched her lips again.

The Maserati was heading toward the manor.

"Did she request me to meet her in her manor?" Leaning against the seatback, Ivan crossed his legs elegantly. "She refused to meet outside?"

His subordinate replied, "We suggested meeting in a nightclub, but she refused and sounded unhappy. The most important is to see her in person, so I agreed." "Ehn." Ivan didn't remark.

However, he didn't feel liking going to her manor because it was her private house.

If the reporters took some photos, it would cause unnecessary trouble.

He would replace out who the necklace's owner was and help Jennifer.

Shortly after, the Maserati entered the manor. Along a winding asphalt road, there were all kinds of fruit trees on either side, forming a beautiful view.

After a while, the car was pulled over to a beautiful villa.

Ivan got off with his subordinate and a bodyguard. The view in the yard was unique, and the air was incredibly fresh. However, he didn't have the mood to enjoy it.

A butler and servants received them at the door of the living room. The three men strode over.

"Good day, Mr. Marsh."

"Nice to meet you."

Ivan entered the living room but didn't see the young lady.

They were warmly greeted and served different types of fruit wines.

The butler explained, "Mr. Marsh, Lady Emily said she would meet you only after you drink up all the wines."

Ivan looked at the coffee table. Although each cup was small, there were seven or eight cups with different colors, looking girlish.

"Is Lady Emily home?" Ivan asked.

The butler answered, "Yes. She's upstairs."

Ivan sat on the sofa.

He picked up the one that was closest to him and studied carefully. The wine was transparent without suspended particles and sediments. Sniffing, he smelt the fruit's fragrance. His subordinate and bodyguard were worried. "Mr. Marsh..."

Ivan knew it was easy to meet Emily, but letting her speak or offer anything was challenging.

He gulped it down in one go, tasting the sweet and source juice with the thick fruit fragrance. It didn't taste bitter at all.

"Mr. Marsh, those wines were brewed by fermentation of natural wild fruits. All are Lady Emily's favorites. So she wishes you could try all of them," the butler explained.

"Ehn." Ivan picked up a cup of wine and gulped it down.

He also liked the blueberry wine and the apple cider. Then he drank the mulberry wine and the red bayberry wine.

After drinking them all, he put down the last empty cup.

"I've drunk them all. Can you ask Lady Emily to come downstairs?" Ivan looked up at the butler, his handsome face taking the maids' breath away.

Butler answered, "I'm sorry, but I'm afraid Lady Emily cannot come downstairs."

Ivan frowned slightly and asked, "Why?"

"Lady Emily's ankle was injured a few days ago. She had to rest in bed," the butler answered calmly. "Lady Emily hasn't met any visitors for two months. She agreed to meet you because she worshiped you, Mr. Marsh."

Ivan wondered why he hadn't known such a matter, looking over at his subordinates. Evidently, they also looked surprised.

There were a few seconds of silence in the living room.

A maid prompted, "Mr. Marsh, if you want to meet Lady Emily, please follow me upstairs."

Ivan stood up, his height and aura spreading stress in the living room.

Following the maid, he walked toward the beautiful spiral staircase. His subordinates wanted to go after him, but the butler stopped them, "Sorry, gentlemen. Only Mr. Marsh is allowed to go upstairs."